Steve Harrington Series Masterlist

Steve Harrington Series Masterlist

Steve Harrington x Henderson!Reader

Sorry, Not Sorry

Episode One

Episode Two

Episode Three

Episode Four

Episode Five

Episode Six

Episode Seven

Episode Eight

Epilogue

Moodboards

Cool for the Summer

Episode 1

Episode 2

Episode 3

Episode 4

Episode 5

Episode 6

Episode 7

Episode 8

Episode 9

Episode 10

Epilogue

Part 3

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Series Rewrite Masterlist

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Season 1

Season 2

Season 3a

Season 3b

Season 4

Season 5a

Season 5b

Season 6a

Season 6b

Challenging fate (Tom Riddle x reader)

soulmate!au

Epilogue

Masterlist

Parts: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 Epilogue

Description: There were a lot of unexpected things happening the day of the Battle of Hogwarts. Being send back into the past to change the course of history was definitely one of them.

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“Mom!”, your seven-year-old son shouted from upstairs making you roll your eyes. “Yes honey?”, you called back while simultaneously concentrating on the charms that prepared dinner and on the two-year-old girl zooming around the kitchen. You were just glad your ten-year-old recently got really into reading and was sitting quietly on the couch. Sitting there like that you had to admit that he looked even more like a carbon copy of his father, just like his younger brother. Their two sisters looked more like you, but they still had Toms eyes.

“(Y/D/N) won’t stop taking the Gameboy! She’s going to break it!”, he shouted angrily, referring to your four-year-old daughter. Before you could answer him, the front door opened and in stepped your lovely husband of eleven years. Eventhough you were barely over thirty, you were married for that long already. He wanted to marry right after school - being the old fashioned way he was - and after three years you finally agreed, not being able to say no anymore, because honestly he was your soulmate and fuck what everyone else thinks.

“Hello my love”, he greeted you first, giving you a soft kiss. “How was it at the ministry today?”, you asked him stroking his cheek gently. “Actually today wasn’t as bad, somehow nearly everybody managed to do their job without the help of the minister, so I could actually focus on being the minister for a change”, he chuckled, kissing your hand. You grinned, but the moment was broken by your son yelling for you again.

“Would you mind? I gotta concentrate on dinner and that little devil over there”, you sighed with a smile and he grinned. “Of course darling, you just make sure not to overdo it, wouldn’t want the little one to get stressed”, he scolded you, softly stroking your prominent belly. “Love you”, you told him and he just kissed you again. Saying hello to (Y/S/N) who was waving at him, not looking up from his book, and picking up your youngest daughter who was clutching onto her dads legs the moment she saw him, he made his way upstairs. Turning back to your busy kitchen, you were thinking about how you couldn’t believe everything turned out to be so perfect.

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“She finally fell asleep”, Tom sighed, getting into bed next to you. “I don’t know where she takes the energy from”, you giggled quietly, letting Tom pull you into his arms after he turned off the light. “She definitely got that from you”, he said his chest moving with silent laughter. “Hey!”, you jokingly complained, but snuggled closer to him at the same time.

“We are invited to dinner at Draco’s on Saturday”, Tom let you know, Draco probably having invited him at work. Even after over ten years it was still weird to you sometimes to be on friendly terms with Draco (and the other Slytherins), but after Tom was sorted into Slytherin again (of course) he immediately took back the place on top of all classes - constantly battling for it with your sister.

And after the other Slytherins saw how gifted he was - eventhough he was only a halfblood - they immediately began to hang out with him.

“Mhm, I wanted to visit Hermione tomorrow evening, do you think you could take the kids?”, you asked and he immediately answered “Of course my love.” After a few moments of silence Tom began to speak again. “You know, I am so glad that you came into my life. And how you saved it”, he told you so quietly that you almost didn’t catch it. He told you this regularly, but it always hit a certain spot in your heart. “I’m glad I did too, and I’m so thankful for the children aswell”, you smiled, not even trying to imagine how your life would look like if you didn’t go back in time.

“I hope you know this is the last one though”, you added with a laugh, pointing to your round belly. “We’ll see about that”, Tom said and stroked your stomach gently, and you could just hear the smirk in his voice. “If you push out the next one we can talk about it”, you told him threateningly and bumped his chest with your finger, making him chuckle.

Tom sighed heavily, his hand stopping its movement on your belly and resting there comfortably. “Jokes aside love, I hope you know how incredible you are for…everything”, he just said for the lack of a better word and you leaned up, pressing a soft kiss to his cheek. “I love you”, you whispered, burying your face in the crook of his neck. “I love you”, he whispered back and gave your forehead a gentle kiss.

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It’s over I’m gonna cry ngl helppp! Anyway, I hope y’all enjoyed this fic, and thank you thank you thank you for all of your kind and sweet comments, that is the most motivating thing ever!! I’ll definitely try and write more, just gotta get my ass up smh <3

@salleun @darkenwolfie @dannalikestoread

See You Now, Saw You Then

Tenth Doctor x Reader x Eleventh Doctor One-Shot

Summary: Time travel is always a bit unpredictable, and you’re never totally sure where you’re gonna end up. Travelling with the Doctor had made you prepare for many scenarios, but never one where his future self would be the one to declare that he adores you, before your own Doctor could.

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The Magic Inside of Us Series Masterlist

Edmund Pevensie x Reader; Harry Potter/Narnia cross over.  masterlist | read on ao3

The room of requirement is known to help those in need. 

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My Past Frozen Behind Glass

Pairing: Thirteenth Doctor x Reader, Thirteenth Doctor x River Song x Reader

Word Count: 8,857

Warnings: Angst, besties there’s SO much angst, mentions of death, mourning, ridiculous amounts of bittersweet pining curtesy of a one (1) Doctor™ 

Summary: The ghosts of the Doctors past haunt her. She had long since convinced herself that she could move on, that she could accept the fleetingness of human mortality. But an encounter with the people she once loved most causes her to reconsider that maybe, just maybe, it doesn’t have to be this way.

A/N: I’ve got one, maybe two more parts planned to pair with this fic, but this is still it’s own standalone. I NEED thank the thirsting for thirteen discord, y’all are wonderful and I love you all, thank you for putting up with me screaming about this fic for days, and I hope you enjoy your well overdue pain. 

It was a quiet day on the TARDIS, innocent enough. The Doctor was working on the TARDIS’ brake system – on their last adventure they had crashed, and the TARDIS had been quite upset. Even now, whilst the Doctor worked on repairing her grumpy ship, the TARDIS innocuously zapped her with lose wires.

The others – the Doctors delightful fam, were also gathered in the console room, as they often did these days. But, for the life of her, the Doctor hadn’t been paying attention to what they were doing. She could hear idle conversation, and if she really concentrated, she could make out some words.

Something to do with “not the first” and “oh, who’s this.”

The connecting wire to the piston assembly wheel sparked, whacking the Doctor on the nose. She flinched back, scrunching up her face as she did so. “Aw come on,” she protested. “That wasn’t necessary!”

She went to grab the wire, but it went off again, the sparks burning her thumb. The Doctor hissed, driving her thumb into her mouth. “If you keep this up,” she pulled her thumb from her mouth and spoke softly, so only the TARDIS could hear her. “I’ll use the Paxus V Lubricant Oil on you, don’t you think I won’t,” she added a glare for extra effect. “Just you wait, we’ll get to oiling your disk plates and the WD-40 will be gone.”

She didn’t think her glare was too effective, but, after a whirr of protest, the wire stopped sparking. The Doctor took that as a win.

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